Released: April 28, 2014

Songwriter: Abstract

Producer: Cryo Music

[Chorus]
They be like, "Who he be?"
"Where he from?"
Don't matter, he turnin' up
Young and doin' what he want
Till the day he number one
It's on (on), on (on), on
Going, goin' till I'm gone (gone), gone (gone), gone
(Hold up)
They be like, "Who he be?"
"Where he from?"
Don't matter, he turnin' up
Young and doin' what he want
Till the day he number one
It's on (on), on (on), on
Going, goin' till I'm gone (gone), gone (gone), gone
(Hold up)

[Verse 1]
Who be that? Droppin' in like that
Ball like Shaq and the whip gone black
Dress so hard, but this shit's all facts
Backup run like a system crashed
Back on though, back in the game like D. Rose
Negative bros with negative hoes
Like negative tones, we don't need those
Go, go, get it
Damn, look at who started flexin'
Off a boy a second guessin' he be shinin' in the present
Kid, I get it
That you ain't do it like I do
That they only feelin' jealous they ain't movin' with the crew
'Cause I come in this, spit this, all that I do
Rappers switchin' my writtens is more than a few
We don't know what you doin', we out makin' moves
Only winners is in here, ain't lookin' to lose
Want real rap and I got that
Electro-acoustic Abstract
Got business moves to oversee
Got the fanbase poppin' overseas
You know, let's go
Tell everybody you know
That you the king, and that shit right here
You own your lane, there ain't shit to fear
Hopin', rappin'
Grindin', all passin' classes
The only way to become is to know you're above average
(Go, go, go, go, go, go)

[Chorus]
They be like, "Who he be?"
"Where he from?"
Don't matter, he turnin' up
Young and doin' what he want
Till the day he number one
It's on (on), on (on), on
Going, goin' till I'm gone (gone), gone (gone), gone
(Hold up)
They be like, "Who he be?"
"Where he from?"
Don't matter, he turnin' up
Young and doin' what he want
Till the day he number one
It's on (on), on (on), on
Going, goin' till I'm gone (gone), gone (gone), gone
(Hold up)

[Verse 2]
VIP room, hit the lounge
Hit the stage and it's goin' down
Smokin' loud, got about a pound
You down-and-out but we down an ounce
Yeah, yeah, floatin' out this world, son, you can quote it
Rowin' out the venue, at the same time rollin' one up
Yeah, I'm 'bout that real rap, but it's time for that turnup
Oh, you thought we were buzzin', son, you only seen the warm-up
Cruisin' in my lane, all these lames I'm 'bout to burn up
Oh, you ain't heard about the kid? Son, you better learn up
Out that 307, but he heard worldwide, ho
Thought I'd slow it down for those who too high, yo
But I'm 'bout that rapid fire, son, how could I lie though?
'Cause I be spittin' fire, rappers feelin' suicidal
I always been different, no questionin' that
Leather jackets and Nike's, "sixteen" on my hat
All for the future, enough of the past
Tryna come with a plan where my music will last
And tryna be lost in the fabric of time
Tryna take what I get and then go make it mine
So you can keep hatin' and waitin' on yours
I'ma go get it and stay on my grind
(Go, go, go, go, go, go)

[Chorus]
They be like, "Who he be?"
"Where he from?"
Don't matter, he turnin' up
Young and doin' what he want
Till the day he number one
It's on (on), on (on), on
Going, goin' till I'm gone (gone), gone (gone), gone
(Hold up)
They be like, "Who he be?"
"Where he from?"
Don't matter, he turnin' up
Young and doin' what he want
Till the day he number one
It's on (on), on (on), on
Going, goin' till I'm gone (gone), gone (gone), gone
(Hold up)

Abstract

Growing up in New Jersey, Luke Terkovich, otherwise known as Abstract, was involved with music at an early age. Learning how to play piano, electric guitar, and the drums were Luke’s first involvement with music — and he did it all before 6th grade. With a move across country from New Jersey to Jackson, Wyoming, the distance between learning and playing new instruments got larger. It wasn’t until several years later that Luke began to mess around with freestyling during his high school years spent at Jackson Hole High. Evolving his newly found musical expression into Raised in Jackson, WY, Abstract is known for his immense musical versatility and affinity for providing uplifting music for a turbulent world. With a knack for storytelling, he provides introspective motivation to all who take the time to dive into his work. Notably known for his remix of Ruth Bs Lost Boy “Neverland” which has garnered hundreds of millions of plays on YouTube, his work with Drumma Battalion and Roze, and his 2016 album Something to Write Home About. He heads a collective known as “A Team Worldwide” 5 musicians from 4 different countries. Producers Drumma Battalion of Norway, Blulake of Sweden, Cryo Music of Scotland, and Abstract. Coming off his first overseas tour with YONAS, the ATWW collective is gearing up to drop Abstracts new album/experience late summer 2018.writing detailed lyrics, he began to find that he could vent the stresses of his everyday life through creating music. Slowly progressing through the years of his new town where he calls home; balancing school, life, and music developed Luke to become Abstract.

Trying to find his sound was a young teenager who just looked to get something written down and then translated into music, and eventually rap. Still in his caterpillar stage of metamorphosis was a young Abstract who released his first ever collection of songs, properly named The Dream.

In 2012, through YouTube, Abstract met Craig McAllister, a producer from Glasgow, Scotland. During that period, Abstract was in the midst of working on On My Own Time and was the first time Craig showed up with Abstract. Afterwards, the duo started to mesh extremely well and produced the five projects, Under Lights & Microscopes, A Life To Live By, Dreaming With Eyes Open, The Science Of Feeling Tall, and We Are The Artist.